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Shen Feng suddenly sat up straight and looked at the bracelet.

Blood-red characters, broken words, this is the first time this kind of thing has happened since he got the "real doomsday game".

In his previous cognition, the existence that made the "real doomsday game" was definitely a powerful and mysterious existence, almost omnipotent.

And now judging from these intermittent words, the existence behind the real doomsday game was attacked by other forces, and the system had to be temporarily shut down!

Who is it?

Did the Whisperer notice and act, or was it some other mysterious existence?

What caught Shen Feng's attention the most was the second half of the sentence.

Protect...Civilization...Fight...

Clearly, there will be new disasters.

Moreover, this time, there is obviously no mission trial in the real doomsday game, but it has to happen directly in the real world!

Just what will it be?

Shen Feng's face was solemn and he thought quickly.

He had been rewarded with an "antiviral serum" before. Could this disaster have something to do with the virus?

"Request to receive the quest reward 'Antivirus Serum'." Shen Feng said quickly.

The bracelet shook suddenly, as if it was lighting up with the last of its energy.

Immediately after that, another line of incomplete words flashed:

"...freezer...receive...rescue..."

The light on the wristband screen lit up several times, and then completely extinguished, turning into a dark gray, as if the electricity was out of power.

The system of the real doomsday game, closed.

Shen Feng walked quickly to the freezer, opened the freezer, and there was a pale red injection inside.

This is the "antiviral serum" that sounds ordinary.

He just got this freezer in the past few days. In addition to some vegetables and fruits, it also contains a pair of Falconer's eyeballs, and now there is such an injection.

After closing the door of the freezer, he went back to the sofa and sat down, and Shen Feng turned on the TV.

At this time, the TV news was quiet, and basically nothing major happened.

Jingwei also put away the hippie smile just now, put on a large T-shirt to simulate his body, sat cross-legged beside Shen Feng, and asked:

"This game system is so useless? What is attacking it?"

Shen Feng slowly shook his head with a solemn expression, and said:

"I don't know more information than you about the real doomsday game... The existence of parallel universes determines too many things. We don't know what other parallel universes actually have..."

He now only hopes that the real doomsday game can survive this disaster.

It's just a disaster prompted by the system, what is it?

Shen Feng then said to Jingwei:

"Jingwei, enter the Internet with me and search for signs of disasters and changes that may occur all over the world..."

"Okay." The simulated mixed-race beautiful girl beside her nodded, her eyes suddenly stagnant, and she began to release the tentacles of consciousness with Shen Feng.

There was a word that neither of them said, but they both understood in their hearts.

The disaster that is bound to happen may have already begun...

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East Yingguo, Kanagawa Prefecture, Yokohama City, Ota Nursing Home.

It was at night that most of the nurses had already finished get off work and rested, and the elderly also fell asleep.

Tonight is Satou Ken on duty.

Sitting in the duty room watching TV, he was bored at this time, but he no longer had the usual slack at this time. He looked energetic and energetic, and looked at his watch from time to time, as if he was looking forward to something.

The scene of AKB48 was being broadcast on the TV, Sato Ken's face was full of joyful smiles, and the light stick in his hand was constantly waving.

In his feelings, the old people's home where he works is full of the rotten smell of death, and it is simply a living tomb, which makes him extremely disgusted.

Only when he sees idol performances can he forget this boredom.

Soon, the show on TV was over and everything was calm again.

Sato Ken leaned back in his chair and sighed, surrounded by a sense of emptiness.

At this moment, the bell for help rang, Sato Ken got up and walked towards the room where the bell came, and muttered:

"These old guys are wasting food when they live, why don't they die, don't cause trouble for others, bastard..."

An elderly person with limited mobility needs to go to the toilet.

After helping the other party to go to the toilet, Sato Jian returned to the duty room again and looked at the time. It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

He nodded slightly and took out two boxes of injections from a dark compartment at the bottom of the cabinet in the duty room.

These injections came from someone who came to him after get off work last night.

The man was dressed in black, and wore a mask and sunglasses. He claimed to be from the National Institute of Medical Research, and said he wanted to ask Ken Sato to help him with some things.

Of course, when he said this, the other party also presented a small suitcase.

Sato Ken originally thought he had encountered a liar, but when he opened the suitcase, what he saw was 10 million yen that almost blinded his eyes!

Then the other party gave him these injections again, saying that what he asked him to do was very simple, that is, when he was on duty at night, inject these injections into some old people who were bedridden and incapacitated.

This person claims that these injections are the latest research results of the National Institute of Medicine, which can treat Alzheimer's disease and various diseases caused by aging. However, because they have just been made, there are not enough drug samples yet, so I want Sato Ken to help so on and so forth.

It is also said that this is to contribute to the future of the Great Eastern Ying Kingdom, and there will be 20 million to be offered after the event is completed.

Although Sato Takeshi has no talent, he is definitely not a fool, and he never believed the other party's nonsense from the beginning.

What is the National Institute of Medical Research, if it is really such a formal institution, the other party definitely has no shortage of volunteers, and will not contact him in such a sneaky form.

This person should be someone from a pharmaceutical company.

If these pharmaceutical companies want to find drug testers, they have to pay extremely high salaries to the other party, and if there is a problem, they will have to pay huge amounts of compensation, and new drugs that have invested heavily in research and development will not be approved for marketing.

Therefore, it is much more convenient for pharmaceutical companies to find some lonely elderly people with dementia as drug testers.

These guys are really desperate... Sato Ken thought, while accepting the other party's 10 million, and at the same time asking the other party to pay the balance in one lump sum after the event is completed.

And now, it was midnight, everyone was asleep, and no one knew what he had done to the dementia old men.

With this money, he can resign from this **** place and do what he loves.

For example, go to the countryside to open a homestay and live a clean life.

Sato Ken thought, picked up twenty medicines and walked into the depths of the nursing home.

The incapacitated old people lay in the room like living dead, half of them staring at the ceiling with their eyes open, as if turned into puppets.

Some people are still dripping.

Sato Takeru had already seen the strangeness, and began to inject medicines to them one by one.

When encountering an elderly person receiving a drip, they inject it directly from their medicine bag.

From beginning to end, these old people with Parkinson's didn't even give him any reaction, as if they didn't feel the needle sticking into the skin at all.

After doing all this, Sato Jian returned to the duty room, hid the empty syringes, and lay on the bed and slept in his clothes.

There was a smile on his lips.

The money is really good too.

Thinking that tomorrow night, he will get the rest of the balance and say goodbye to his current life. Sato Jian is bubbling with beauty.

Maybe he should go to Tokyo first for an AKB48 handshake...

Early the next morning, Ken Sato was awakened by the noise in the nursing home.

He frowned and saw some old people chatting loudly in the corridor, even jumping around, running and dancing, looking beyond excited.

Takeshi Sato went out and said:

"What are you doing? Don't you need to be polite when you're old? Isn't it..."

Before he could finish a sentence, he suddenly widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and his jaw dropped.

These happy old people in the corridor are all severe Parkinson's patients!

That is, the group of people who were injected by him yesterday!

Originally, they were all incapacitated, and even had to wear restraint clothes to sleep to avoid the danger of running out at night and getting lost.

And now, they are chatting happily, even dancing, their movements are quick, their thoughts are smooth, they don't look like an old man at all, and some people believe that they are middle-aged!

"Sato, are you awake? I'm sorry for disturbing your rest, but we're just too excited. We haven't been active like this for a long time." An old man said with a smile. Just yesterday, he pulled it in his pants. , it is impossible to say the last sentence smoothly.

The other old people also gathered around at this time and chatted with Sato Ken with a smile. They didn't seem to know what happened last night, but they were very happy and happy with their recovery.

Sato Jian recovered from his stunned speech at this time, and his heart was full of excitement.

That medicine actually works!

These people now appear to be completely devoid of any signs of disease, and simply can't be healthier!

I don't know if there are any side effects, but it does work!

He should have asked that person for more money, how much would he want... fifty million? Seventy million? One billion?

He was thinking that these twenty people had surrounded him in the middle.

"Suck it..."

A strange voice came ~www.readwn.com~ as if someone was drooling.

"Suck it..."

Sato Ken was wondering when another sound of drooling came.

When he looked up, he saw that these people all had kind smiles on their faces, but they were drooling non-stop, and some people's saliva had dripped to the ground.

"Sato, you... what did you spray? It smells so good..." said a thin old man at the front, while grabbing Sato's arm as if a pair of pliers was holding him.

Sato was about to say something when an old lady grabbed Sato Takeru's other arm, sniffing, and said:

"I used to be a professor of physiology at Dongda University. This smell is the smell of blood and muscles in young humans..."

Saying that, she licked her lips and showed a weird smile:

"I really want to eat you..."